"Please, take me to Haven Haw's Lounge Cafe." Victoria got into her silver sedan."Yes, madam." Landon, Victoria's personal assistant answered before closing her mistress's car door.Landon dashed into the driver's seat and immediately shot down the road. It was already time for lunch to arrive. The trip to the cafe is not too crowded so it can arrive within a 30 minutes drive. The cafe that Victoria will visit is a new project from Haw & Co. company and just opened about three months ago. Victoria's car stopped right at the drop off area. Not forgetting to fix her fluffy scarf which forms neatly around her beautiful body. Victoria wore a long, casual brown dress down to the knee with a slit on the side, it made her look so sexy and showed her long legs."I will be here quite a while," Victoria said intending to tell Landon."Yes, madam." Landon lowered his gaze and nodded his head slowly.Victoria walked with seven centimeters high leather-colored heels with ease. Victoria stepped u
I was shown around the Haw & Co. corporate floor. The trainer who took me was named Glenn; he was such a tall man, like a bodyguard for famous artists. Glenn has a distinctive voice that is very pleasing to the ear. Maybe women will like Glenn just by seeing and listening to him introduce himself."This is a laboratory for testing the quality of cosmetic products."The lab was filled with approximately 20 people in medical gowns. The lab looks very sterile and filled with white. I'm sure not just anyone can enter here without the permission of the staff or Mr. Hawthorne.Next, they will enter the production site. Glenn walked towards the room beside him. "Let's try to enter," said Glenn, opening the door of the production room.Don't forget, we use hand sanitizer and a protection seal to prevent bacterial contamination. Glenn closed the door before standing in the middle of the room with me and Preston, who had been accompanying me. I would feel very awkward if Preston didn't come wit
That night, Mr. Hawthorne returned home a little late because of the inevitable traffic jam. Mr. Hawthorne just left his car in front of the house for his assistant to park. Mr. Hawthorne stepped toward the door of the house, loosening his tie, which had been around his neck since morning."Is the dinner ready?" asked Mr. Hawthorne, being greeted by one of his maids who was in charge of taking his coat and shoes to the launderette."Yes, sir. Mrs. Victoria and Spencer are also ready." The maid explained politely and in detail."Alright, please prepare hot water. I'll clean up before dinner." Mr. Hawthorne explained as he walked up the stairs to his room."Yes, sir." The maid went straight into the washroom, telling another assistant to prepare hot water for Mr. Hawthorne.In addition, Mrs. Victoria and Spencer will also be told that they will have dinner together after Mr. Hawthorne finishes his bath. All the servants at Mr. Hawthorne can accommodate 10 to 15 people, not counting the
"Landon, please go and hide. I will contact you after I finish my business here." Mrs. Victoria explained quickly as soon as she got out of her car."Yes, madam." Landon nodded in understanding, closed the car door, and quickly walked away from that place.Mrs. Victoria walked steadily into the building. The security guard and the employees standing guard at the front door immediately pulled over and paid their respects to Mrs. Victoria. "Good morning, Mrs. Hawthorne.""Morning." Mrs. Victoria answered with a friendly smile that she just made.Mrs. Victoria entered in formal attire, with a black suit that looked very beautiful covering her tiny body. The heels that support her body also look very expensive and classy. As the wife of a company owner, of course Mrs. Victoria will look her best, even without those expensive things. Victoria already looks beautiful."Mom," said Spencer, who had also just arrived from the side door of the office."Hi honey." Mrs. Victoria smiled as she saw
There was a knock on the door three times with the same tempo and rhythm. The owner of the room replied, "Please come in."The door opened, and a neatly dressed man entered, who immediately saluted the owner of the room. "What's wrong, Preston?" Mr. Hawthorne asked as soon as he saw his assistant enter with an indescribable face."Mr. Theo was not found in his room." Preston answered curtly."What do you mean? Doesn't he have a training schedule right now?" Mr. Hawthorne didn't understand and put down the pen that had been neatly knotted in his fingers."No, sir. Mr. Theo is resting and will continue training after lunch. However, now I can't find Mr. Theo anymore." Preston could only lower his head and look at his hands in front of him.Preston's heart wanted to drop at that moment because he was the one who was responsible for him, and now he was gone. Preston didn't know where he had gone and found only a letter left on the table. Mr. Hawthorne jumped up from his chair and frowned
My taxi headed for the border line between New York and Massachusetts. The trip was quite smooth, with nothing suspicious. I enjoyed the trip, which took more than an hour, while gazing at the city's sparkling night lights. Until finally, the taxi in which I was riding arrived at a motel on the edge of town."How much, sir?" I took out the cash that was in my wallet while glancing at the price of the taxi meter. "Here, thank you." I gave him the money.I paid with exact money and immediately got out of the taxi. The taxi left while I walked into the motel. This motel building is quite old and a little worn, but it is okay because this was the place I was looking for. I steadied my feet and stepped into the reception."Good night, sir." A female receptionist stood up and greeted me kindly."Book one room for one person." I immediately ordered while adjusting the position of my suit in my left hand."May I see your ID, sir?"I took it out and finished the paperwork quickly. After that,
The receptionist actually got the same question that I just asked her. The man who had just entered her hotel was looking for me just as I had just gone up to the third floor. My breath suddenly became shallow, even though I didn't really run from the floor below. I was so shocked when I saw Mr. Hawthorne park his car in front of the motel."Hopefully the receptionist doesn't reveal my whereabouts." I locked my bedroom door and went inside.I sat on the edge of the bed, tapping my feet a few times nervously. The air conditioner was on, but my body began to sweat enough to wet my back. I am too nervous because Mr. Hawthorne is literally in the same building as me right now."Excuse me, is there a visitor named Theodore Whitmore?" Mr. Hawthorne asked without hesitation as he looked at the female receptionist who stood welcoming him."Um, sorry?" The receptionist pretended not to hear the name being called so nervously.The receptionist linked her hands together in front of each other, s
My mind has been restless since a few minutes ago. My eyes are still glued to the elevator that hasn't moved anywhere, and neither are my feet. After struggling with my own thoughts, I finally turned my body and walked towards the elevator. I opened the elevator door and pressed the bottom-floor button. I glanced at the floor indicator above the door.The ding sound of the elevator was heard when the elevator touched the floor I wanted to go to. "Where is he?" I muttered while casting glances across the floor.I walked to the reception desk and said, "Excuse me, did you see the man who was here earlier?" The receptionist has changed shifts."Sorry, mister. I do not see it." The receptionist answered politely."Ah okay. Thank you," I said, nodding before looking again."You're welcome."I circled the ground floor to find Mr. Hawthorne. Finally, I found him in an empty waiting room with only a well-dressed man sitting next to me. My heart raced, cold sweat dripped down my palms, and my